A Fortunate Escape
Max, Ben and I were walking home together while I bit into the brown beef burger I had grabbed from a shop nearby. “Truth or dare, Ben?” Max questioned. It was a game we usually played to amuse ourselves on the lengthy, boring journey home. Ben wanted a dare. “Well, Ben, I dare you to carry my bag all the way home!” Max commanded.
As Ben pulled the heavy bag up his shoulder and adjusted the bag belts, he noticed that Max’bag was partly open. When he quickly turned it around, an object flew out of the bag, and over the fence of our neighbor’s house.
“Oh, no,” Max shouted, “I think that was my English homework!” Stretching his hand out and trying to crawl (爬) under the fence to get the paper, Ben found that it was just out of reach.
“Well, I guess I’ll have to climb over the fence to get it,” Ben complained. He was barely able to climb up, using small gaps in the wooden fence as handholds, as the fence was nearly as tall as him, and low enough for something to be thrown over it.
Sliding down the fence, Ben grabbed the valued piece of paper, complaining about injured self-respect. Just then, a loud and terrifying bark cut his words short.
“Woof, woof!”
Our neighbor, Mr. Mason, owned a German Shepherd (德国牧羊犬), known for its fierceness, which guarded the house. It was something we had overlooked, too focused on getting back Max’s homework. Ben’s legs trembled uncontrollably and his face turned a deathly white as the German Shepherd advanced slowly on him like a wolf approaching its target.
Max and I stared at it, frozen with fear. Ben backed up against the fence, attempting to climb up, but a loud bark stopped him in his tracks. I desperately searched my mind for a silver of an idea about how I could assist Ben. Should I climb up the fence and help Ben? Or could I do something to distract the dog?
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Searching the road for stones, my eyes landed upon a brown object.
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Afterwards, the three of us made our way home again.
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2 . We know that we live in a society, so we need a lot of friends. I think that a great friend is like a great artist who can change my feeling about life greatly. When I talk about the person who influenced (影响) me most, I must think of Wang Tao. He is my unforgettable (难忘的) friend in my life. He is good at study and looks handsome.
He is kind-hearted and is always ready to help others. But he doesn’t like others to praise (称赞) him, because he thinks what he did is common. There is an old saying: A friend in need is a friend indeed. Wang Tao sets a good example in many parts in my life.
I remembered that my math was mediocre at that time, but he was excellent in math. He often got high grades, but I could only reach 70 percent. Since we talked all day long, he was kind and polite to answer my math questions. Slowly, I did well in math. Then we became friends naturally.
There are two kinds of friends, good and bad. Bad friends may make our life fail while good ones make our life successful. To me, Wang Tao is a very good friend. I learned a lot from him, and I became better and better.
We said goodbye three months ago. Now I miss him very much, and I hope that our friendship will keep being just as strong after we leave school.
1. The writer believes that an excellent friend _______.| A．is a man who is good at arts | B．can change his life slowly |
| C．can influence his idea about life | D．must think of him quickly |
| A．All friends can help people do well in study. |
| B．People can only make friends with kind people. |
| C．People should change their bad friends into good friends. |
| D．Both good friends and bad friends can influence people’s life. |
| A．My University Life | B．An Unforgettable Friend |
| C．How to Make Friends | D．How to Learn Maths Well |
1. How does the woman look now?
| A．Tired. | B．Upset. | C．Excited. |
| A．Intelligent and pretty. | B．Popular and lovely. | C．Hard-working and smart. |
| A．Cloudy. | B．Sunny. | C．Rainy. |
| A．Borrow some books. |
| B．Study with the woman. |
| C．Return to the teaching building. |
4 . 阅读下面文章，按照要求回答问题。
My father was 44 and knew he wasn’t going to make it to 45. He wrote me a letter and hoped that something in it would help me for the rest of my life.
Since the day I was 12 and first read his letter, some of his words have lived in my heart. One part always stands out. “Right now, you are pretending to be a time-killer. But I know that one day, you will do something great that will set you among the very best.” Knowing that my dad believed in me gave me permission to believe in myself. “You will do something great.” He didn’t know what that would be, and neither did I, but at times in my life when I’ve felt proud of myself, I remember his words and wish he were here so I could ask, “Is this what you were talking about, Dad? Should I keep going?”
A long way from 12 now, I realize he would have been proud when I made any progress. Lately, though, I’ve come to believe he’d want me to move on to what will come next: to be proud of and believe in, somebody else. It’s time to start writing my own letters to my children. As mothers, our children look to us with the same unanswered question we had. Our kids don’t retreat because they’re afraid to fail. They’re only afraid of failing us. They don’t worry about being disappointed. Their fear--as mine was until my father’s letter--is of being a disappointment.
Give your children permission to succeed. They’re waiting for you to believe in them. I always knew my parents loved me. But trust me: That belief will be more complete, that love will be more real, and their belief in themselves will be greater if you write the words on their hearts: “Don’t worry; you’ll do something great.” Not having that blessing from their parents may be the only thing holding them back.
1. Why did the father write a letter to the author? (No more than 20 words)That Saturday, after an early morning cup of coffee with Mama, Leonard, our grown brother, picked up his heavy tools and headed out for the old henhouse. Mama wanted him to tear it down for she was scared of me and Angie to play near it.
I was twelve and dogged Leonard’s every step. Angie, our six-year-old sister, insisted she wanted to help, too. Mama told we would be in the way, but Leonard said, “Oh, they’ll be all right.” “Well, alright, but you girls watch out for rusty (生锈的) nails.” Leonard worked hard to pry (撬) the stubborn, gray boards. Angie and I carried the boards to a pile he would later burn.
Suddenly, Angie started to scream and Mama came running. Sure enough, she had stepped on a rusty nail. Mama examined my sister’s foot while Leonard looked at mine. On my way to see about Angie, I’d stepped on a nail, too. The grownups agreed we needed tetanus (破伤风) shots.
I hated shots. I would rather swallow a thousand pills for a thousand days than have one shot. While Leonard drove us to hospital, Mama cupped a hand around my ear. “Arlene, I need you to be brave so Angie won’t be too scared. You know how she can put up a fight.” Determined to be a brave girl, I didn’t cry a single tear though my arm felt like it was on fire.
Then Mama lowered Angie onto the table to get the shot. That’s when she made her big mistake. “Arlene, tell Angie it didn’t hurt at all.”
Her huge blue eyes stared into mine. I thought about how Angie trusted me the way I trusted Leonard. “If I tell her it won’t hurt”, I thought, “she won’t ever believe me again.” I knew what I had to do. I cupped my hands around my mouth and yelled, “DON’T LET THEM DO IT TO YOU, ANGIE!”
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Several things happened all at once.
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On the way home after our shots, a tiny finger touched my shoulder.
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In the fifth grade, my deskmate was Mia, a shy but clever girl. Being too shy to raise her hand even when she knew the answer, she didn’t participate in class actively. But I did admire her. I tried to draw her attention, in a rude and stupid way.
One day, I hid her pencil case somewhere in the classroom. When the bell rang, announcing the end of the day, she began to gather her things. Soon, she found her pencil box was gone. She opened her desk drawer: it was not there. She reached into her schoolbag but found nothing. Then she stole a glance at me. I grinned (咧嘴笑) at her, hoping she would enquire of me and then I would get the pencil case out, and then we would talk and laugh happily together. To my surprise, she just lowered her eyes, grabbed her schoolbag, and left without a word.
I kept playing these small but annoying jokes on Mia, thinking Mia would, one day, notice how funny a girl I was, without realizing that she was extremely uneasy.
I escalated (升级) my daily“annoyance”to something bigger on a sunny afternoon, when I happened to get some itching powder (痒痒粉).
I tried it on myself. Feeling a sharp, burning pain, I couldn’t help screaming, which aroused a big laugh from people who didn’t know what was happening. Then it suddenly struck me: Why not share it with Mia? She would know how“interesting”it was. Of course, I would do it in a “joking” way.
So, after the math class, during the break, I slipped behind her and threw a handful of itching powder down her back. Mia jumped up and screamed loudly. So loud and frightened was she that even I myself realized, for the first time, that I did something terribly wrong.
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I was called to the teacher’s office.
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Mia did forgive me later.
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| A．He tidies up the dormitory. |
| B．He argues with his roommates. |
| C．He talks aloud on the phone. |
8 . When I was little, I often helped my mother plant our family’s garden. In April, I would kneel by Mum’s side for hours, carefully digging holes and
When I grew up, I was unwilling to do any planting.
“Would you please help me with the planting today?” she asked, I mumbled (咕哝) something along the
I
As I listened to my mother tearfully tell Sara’s story, I realized the true
I won’t ever
| A．packing | B．driving | C．pushing | D．directing |
| A．Naturally | B．Surprisingly | C．Awkwardly | D．Obviously |
| A．stopped | B．followed | C．grabbed | D．reminded |
| A．roles | B．scenes | C．clues | D．lines |
| A．turned around | B．slowed down | C．burned out | D．looked up |
| A．peace | B．panic | C．puzzle | D．pain |
| A．calm | B．noble | C．guilty | D．crazy |
| A．thought | B．forgot | C．talked | D．inquired |
| A．exposed | B．tied | C．lost | D．left |
| A．perceiving | B．suffering | C．approaching | D．encountering |
| A．seriously | B．proudly | C．bitterly | D．brokenly |
| A．die out | B．run out | C．catch on | D．live on |
| A．cost | B．style | C．power | D．test |
| A．memories | B．wonders | C．prospects | D．services |
| A．spend | B．miss | C．recall | D．waste |
Dear David,
I've learned
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Yours Sincerely,
Li Hua
10 . How to organize your free time with your family
The following tips can help you schedule for fun family activities.
Do something outside. Between school and working, the chances are good that you and your child spend a lot of time inside. Improve your health and your mood by spending time outside together.
Take your kids to a competitive event. Competitive events are exciting to attend and might promote a lifelong liking in your child.
Take advantage of Saturdays. If you don’t work on Saturdays, set that day aside for family activities.
Create a comfortable relaxing space for teenagers.
| A．Be careful when choosing websites. |
| B．Check your city website for activities. |
| C．All your family will feel fairly relaxed. |
| D．Spend the day playing outside with your kids. |
| E．Find events that are based on common interests. |
| F．Take a walk, play a game or throw a football around. |
| G．Most teenagers aren’t interested in family activities or day trips. |
